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Blood - Αίμα

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I 'm holding a rose

A thorn piercing my finger

My blood starts dripping

Every single drop of it

Could be one of your poems

Κόβοντας ρόδα

Με τρύπησε αγκάθι

Στάζει το αίμα

Κάθε μία σταγόνα

Και ένα σου ποίημα

Kostas Lagos

Saturday, January 23, 2021

Topic(s) of this poem: rose,love

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Evelyn Judy Buehler 24 January 2021

Poetry is so often like the thorny rose. Wonderful poem!

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Aqua Flower 24 January 2021

So well said my friend...the beauty of poems compared to roses with thorns. Love this one!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 24 January 2021

So absolutely true! 5 Stars, dear Kostas! I love roses flowers and poetry

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Anjandev Roy 23 January 2021

Remarkable piece....thank u, dear poet..

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Varsha M 23 January 2021

And the first drop says the it hurts snd pain when thorns .

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